Failures in Freedom: A Poem

Barack Obama to make first on-screen comments on George Floyd

The land of the free. The home of the brave.

For some this may be true, but not for us all.

The people of our land received a brutal wake-up call.

That failures in freedom slip still through our seams.

Hatred and ignorance still live in some hearts.

Some authorities betray and break us apart.

Some stand up and fight. Others will turn a blind eye.

The hurt, yet emboldened raise their fists in protest.

It’s time contributors of injustice come to confess.

Tears will sting in our eyes and rubber bullets may pelt.

Nothing stops us from raising our fists and using our voices.

Until the world is equal for all people, regardless of races.


As an African American in the United States, the events of the past week following the tragic death of George Floyd caused me immense sadness, but it did

not cause me surprise. Experiences like these are not new in the black community, but are now just much more visible as technology has advanced. Many people did not know this was a reality, but they have now become aware of the unfortunate and undue consequences of being a certain race. All lives are created equal, but are not treated as such. This needs to change. Regardless of your color, you can do something to be a part of change that the world needs. You can peacefully protest, support black businesses, donate to causes fighting racial injustice, pray, read books by black authors, and use your platform to spread information. I encourage that you educate yourself and share what you learn with your family, as I am. Stand up for what is wrong, and fight for what is just. I hope everyone continues to do all they can to be safe and healthy, but also proceed with caution as you post, share, and protest. Let’s make 2020 the year of change! Spread love!

Are Books Just an Asthetic?

My Favorite YA Books on We Heart It

For me, this is not much of a question. I know that other readers and book lovers would agree that books are more than just asthetically pleasing. But, as I am scroll on social media platforms and the internet, I find that books are often used for this effect. Personally, I find books immensely enjoyable to look at and be around. Books themselves, no matter the age or genre, bring a sort of warmth and soulfullness to a space or image that cannot be replaced by another object. However, using books only for this reason– as some sort of prop– completly defeats the purpose of having books at all. Some people will place books in places in their room, just for the pleasant sight of them, but never pick them up to read them at all.

What a waste this is!

Books are not meant to just sit on bookcases and be gazed at from a distance. They are meant to be taken from shelves, be felt with curious hands which flip through their pages. Books are here to fill our minds with imagination and knowledge, and for us to pass what we learn for generations to come.

I have seen people who do this sort of thing, who keep books only for the view. Perhaps I am just overthinking it, but as a avid reader…it’s almost a little offensive. What are your views on the subject? Let me know in the comments! Have a great day everyone 🙂

5/8/20

Fall: A Poem

by November the grasses became laden

with all of the forgotten ones

the change was a bit too sudden

their beauty was adored shortly before

the sight of them brought joy to many

as their warm hues glimmered in the sun

until the air cooled and the wind emboldened

and once pleasant appearances now faltered

dull and undesired they had now become

and hold on they no longer could

they surrendered to the autumn breeze

for to begin again renewed on this earth

the fall is their last measure

*****

Although many people start to bring changes in their lives beginning in January, I think that this season has naturally became that for me. Last year in November, my family and I made a decision that drastically changed our lives. We lost much of our social construct and our belief system. Everything changed faster than we could wrap our heads around, and the effects of our decision had a more shocking affect than we had be prepared ourselves for. This has definitely been the hardest year of my life. However, sometimes you have to fall to be reborn anew. I have realized at times to create a better life for yourself and fulfill your goals in life, you have to “turn a new leaf.” Maybe you may be a bit fragile for a while, because change doesn’t come easy. You may lose somethings, but you will gain much more precious things. In the end, your choice won’t be something you will regret. This may have been my hardest year, but I hindsight I wouldn’t have held on for a second more.

12/5/19

Avoidance of Actuality: A Poem

Although legends falsely claimed ostriches bury their heads to avoid danger, they actually do this to arrange their eggs which are buried underground. However, their practice continues to be a great illustration for avoidance.

how it all ends

thoughts of that are simple

and perfection is the dream

but is most impossible

the actuality is so difficult

tying the end to the beginning

and the unavoidable rift in-between

teeming with action and decision

exhausting change and busyness

nothing’s done as fast as time races

in a blink the world has grown

and yet, I have not

Does anyone else have this problem or feel in a similar way at times? If not, do you have any advice? I know that this something that I have found I seriously struggle with, and there are many factors involved with it. Let me know what you think in the comments, and thank you so much for reading!


10/31/19

Humanity and Insanity

he began to forget the further he went

the way of men he tried hard to resent

and in his solitude, the longer he spent

purpose deprived in the continued acsent

There is something that we must be conscious and careful of as the world moves deeper into the path of technology and innovation. That is, we must never confuse humanity with insanity.

We can imagine a world a hundred years in the future, where we have a new generation born on mars. Many people may own flying cars. There may be explorations being set forth past our solar system, into the great unknown. However, we must never forget what we are. We are humans, first.

We are explorers and crafters, yes. We are inquirers and questioners, always.

But, we are also lovers. We are helpers. We are believers and dreamers. We are passionate. We have fear, and anger. We have sadness too, and it’s okay to feel all of it. It natural to be vulnerable, and feel helpless for a moment. Because when you feel helpless, that’s when we need humanity most. We need the embrace of a friend. When we fall, we can grasp for the hand humanity extends. We must be there for each other.

Will we forget to look fondly at the earth as we soar past our atmosphere? Will love and mercy become a distorted in our minds, as a hurdle we must jump over for success? Will reacting naturally to emotionally stimulating experiences become some sort of psychological anomaly, and therefore looked upon as the real problem? Will the logical operations that run our machines overrun us, and cause us to forget who we truly are at our core? Will we lose our purpose on the way to the stars? If the answer is yes to any of these, that is the insanity that we must fear.

The farther we go, the more we learn, the better we build, we must not forget our home. And our home is this. It’s us. Humans on planet earth.

There will never be a star for us like the sun. And earth will forever be home with its peoples.

a rumination after viewing the motion picture “Ad Astra”

10/20/19